Letras: Young Money. Roger Dat.

IM in the collard green 6 cornbread in the guts
Got dat halloween kicks trick or treat in the clutch
C'mon nigga is you trickin or what
Flow tighter than a dick in the butt
Jus hopped off the plane came back from vancouv'
Little white tee sum boobs n bamboo
White girls tell me hey nicki your camp rules
Is that why you get more head than shampoos
Asalaam alaikum no oink fa me
N I never let a D boy boink for free
Cuz its barbie bitch you can join the wave
I done penny nickel dimed I done coined da phrase(he he he)
You cudnt beat me there if ya had a leer
Indian style court side wit a cavalier
V.I.P. roseas you can have a beer
Cuz honey when you gettin money you dont have a care.

Now Roger Dat [6x]

[Tyga]
AAhh
Young black ricos
Kill fa da c notes
But me doe
I jack son bitch tito
She wanna play games
But dis is not bingo
Monopoly I'm pass go
Gon head n deep throat
4 chick 4 somes
Skin colors mocha
Sally and sonia put tha pussys on my totum
Pole
Wat stroke em
Strike ya like bowlin
Now open like ya yawnin
Its 6 in tha mornin
Sleepin on me probly in a cauffin
I'm hotter than the end of fuckin august
I'm awesome
Repeat it to ya grandma n uncles my mothers
Tygas no dad but I'm tha ma fucka
Ma fuckas

Dis tha last supper
Look no hands
I'ma bread cuffer
I dont dare lover
I'm a dare devil
I dont fear nun
Mafucka
YOUNG MONEY!

Roger Dat.

[Wayne]
Im Goin In
Fresh off tha jet sharper than gillette
The blunt still wet so pass it like brett
We sips outta mug we call it upset
Smoke more than 4 quarters we call it sudden death
I'ma beast
You a pit
AK longekneck
Keith sweat
Weezy mothafucka
Capo n dis bitch wit me
Money talks n have a convo n dis bitch wit me
I'm mountain high colorado in dis bitch wit me
Flow crazy 730 you jus 650
20 bullets from the chopper take the roof off
Laughin to the bank
I'm a goof ball (ha ha)
Its YM
N we at ya kneck like a violin
Its our world
We make it spin
N yall tha prey..AMEN

Now Roger dat
Roger dat
Where Rog at
I heard Rog a rat
Fuck around n neva get Roger back